Nostalgia

That's probably the best word to describe how I feel at the moment. After watching P.S. I Love You, I just couldn't get this song out of my head. It really resonated with me. I also really enjoyed the movie. Probably because I haven't read the book, yet.



***SPOILER WARNING***

P.S. I Love You is a chick flick based on a recently widowed woman, Holly. At the beginning of the movie, we see her and her husband have an argument. We also see their interaction, of how they are really in love. Very shortly after, we skip to her husband's funeral and find out that he has died of a brain tumor.

Throughout the movie, her husband (Gerard Butler) has left her letters and tasks to complete. For instance, she had to buy a nice outfit, and go Karaoke-ing with her friends. Another task was to take a vacation he booked for her and her friends. Each task would lead her closer to another letter. And he would always end off every letter with P.S. I Love You. Sometimes, we would be taken back in a flashback to the past and we see how the task links to parts of their relationship.

I know what you're thinking, chick flicks. They never work out like this in real life. True. I wish they did sometimes. But I wanted to share the last letter with you, because that was my favourite part of the movie. I love how it tied everything together. What a sweetheart :)

Dear Holly,

I don't have much time. I don't mean literally. I mean, you're out buying ice cream and I know you will be home soon.

But I have a feeling this is the last letter because there is only one thing left to tell you. It isn't to go down memory lane, or tell you to buy you a lamp. You can take care of yourself without any help from me.

It's to tell you how much you move me. How you changed me. You made me a man by loving me, Holly, and for that, I am eternally grateful. Literally.

If you can promise me anything, promise me that whenever you are sad, or unsure, or you lose complete faith, that you try to see yourself through me eyes.

Thank you for the honour of being my wife. I am a man with no regrets. How lucky am I? You made my life, Holly. But I am just one chapter in yours. There'll be more. I promise.

So here it comes. The big one. Don't be afraid to fall in love, again. Watch out for that signal, when life as you know it -- ends.

P.S. I will always love you.

In previous letters, we see how Holly and her late husband met. We also see how he fell in love with her. And we see how through their life together, she has changed. With stress from jobs, financial problems, we can see a comparison of the free-spirited, naive, passionate Holly to the Holly, present day.

With any major turn of event, whether it be losing a loved one, or taking a next step in life, or anything in between, I feel we all lose our footing on life sometimes. Just like Holly. Sometimes, we forget who we were (or are), and we become what we worry about.

Though it is much easier said than done, sometimes, we need to take a step back from our situation, and take a look around. See ourselves through another set of lens. And then, not being afraid to take the next step forward. Believe and trust that things will work out.

Like I said, much easier said than done. But I'm working on it.

In the meantime, after watching P.S. I Love You, I think I'm in love with Jeffrey Dean Morgan, and Gerard Butler. In that order. Maybe I need to go to Ireland. I like the accent :)

PS. Here is a clip of the ending. Enjoy!